Marshall Meadows Country House Hotel
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... br> There was the very small creek mentioned by David Ross, the only one in the area, he says, at which James Douglas might have taken up his defensive position, as described in ancient records. Today, it is forded by a very small bridge, and almost entirely engulfed by a long, narrow trail of purple flowers fed by it.
We could see the ridge over which some sources say the Gascons came, down which they charged.
Today, Skaithmuir is peaceful fields all around
... Plus craft stalls etc. Visited Barter Books the biggest secondhand book store - the old Railway Station - huge - and typically English everyone seemed to have a dog with them . so we wandered around and had lunch and went back to Almouth for me to The Gelmelzwaaiers, Belgiumhave a rest. Guy and Jess watched a raft race which was won by some men wearing All Black jerseys. Sunday big breakfast and oft to Alnwick Castle . Built originally Norman age as an imposing ...
... to British “Great Houses”, castles
in name and appearance but more appropriately palaces of enormous grandeur. One
of the most fantastic such homes I saw anywhere in Scotland in Floors Castle
near the town of Kelso, home to the Duke of Roxburghe and said to be Britain’s
largest inhabited mansion. It’s fantastic both inside (no pictures allowed) and
out, and although the Duke and his family’s main residential quarters are not
on the ...
... century and were never reconstructed.
We stopped in Melrose where the broken sandstone ruins of the Abbey are still a sight to behold, and had a walk in the sunshine, and then found another (enormous) stone monument to William Wallace. This is also Sir Walter Scott country, and there is a lookout at the top of a hill known as Scott's View, a source of inspiration for his writing, from where you can see for miles. We met up with Leicester and ...
... in fact, occupied by pidgeons. Though hated by farmers for eating their crops, the gentry at Phantassie Hall who provided the doocot for pidgeons to harvest their young, had a passion for pidgeon pie. It's quite the ugliest building I've seen in a long time. Today's snippet of trivia: what made the doocot disappear? Apparently most livestock, less a few for next seasons breeding, were slaughtered and salted in the autumn since there was no feed source ...